Glory [e-sports]

Chapter 7: Solo with God Lu? Wei Xiaoxiao wanted that even in his dreams!

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The big stone in Wei Xiao’s heart landed. Even if the boss was crooked, his own straight-as-steel self would be able to withstand any wind and rain.

This two million could still be earned!

“I’m going to go score points.” Wei Xiao said goodbye to Bai Cai.

Bai Cai was exchanging voice messages with him while brushing his teeth, “Oh right…”

Wei Xiao: “Hm?”

Bai Cai: “Gary made an appointment for a 1v1 training match.”

Wei Xiao: “Old G’s really hardcore!”

Gary was one of the top players in the North American competition zone, and his team L&P had won second place in the world finals last season. They were one of the top teams in the world.

They were so outstanding in the team competitions, and weren’t much worse in individual matches.

Gary, as the team’s strongest player, made it all the way to the finals of the individual competition.

And then, he met Lu Feng.

And was sent off-stage by a 3-0.

They were the runner up for the team competition, and runner up for the individual competition. This year’s L&P was worthy of being called ‘the second sibling’.

How could Gary accept this?

They were still in the off-season, so he came for another training match.

Bai Cai was apprehensive, “He’s really hardcore, but we’re not that hardcore!”

Lu Feng would agree to his training match, but he had one request in return. L&P and FTW would also have a team training match.

It needed to be said that the China competition zone had always made round trips to the international arena in recent years, so strong teams rarely ever scheduled training matches with them.

As of now, the entire China competition zone was very jealous that FTW was able to arrange a training match with the second place team from the finals.

Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do even if they were jealous. Who told them not to have a Close on their team?

Wei Xiao comforted him, “Don’t worry. It’s not like you haven’t been abused before. Isn’t it just going into seclusion? After closing up for a while you’ll get used to it.”

Bai Ca really wanted to spray toothpaste foam all over his face, “Can’t you have a little compassion!”

Wei Xiao was compassionate, “Old Bai, pain is happiness.”

Bai Cai was choked half dead by his words. He wanted to curse him out but knew he couldn’t win, so it was fortunate that his thoughts were nimble and he was able to find internal zen.

Wei Xiaoxiao, continue to act out now. When you return to the team, I’ll watch your ‘pain is happiness’.

Wei Xiao was still quite concerned about FTW. He continued, “God Tang retired this year. Isn’t your team short a top-laner?”

Bai Cai: “Mm.”

Wei Xiao: “Has Close picked anyone?”:

Bai Cai sneered, “Yes.”

Wei Xiao immediately became interested, “Who!”

Bai Cai muttered something that was too profound to be understood.

Wei Xiao blah-blahed through a pile of names, then said, “Hurry up and tell me who, I’m going to go try them out.”

Bai Cai wasn’t about to tell him who it was, “It’s going to be kept secret until the contract is signed.”

Wei Xiao: “F*ck, we already have this kind of relationship, yet you’re…”

Bai Cai: “What relationship? There’s no relationship between us!”

Wei Xiao tsked, “It can’t be a newcomer from the youth training camp, right? It’s not that I’m judging, but while it’s okay to have a Little Ning, adding another newcomer will really cause your FTW to crash this year.”

Bai Cai thought to himself: There will come a time when you say ‘our FTW’.

“You don’t need to concern yourself over it. We’ll still be first within China this year.”

Wei Xiao: “If you guys have the ability, go take first place in the world!”

Bai Cai was irritated, “You speak of it so lightly, if you can do it, you go!”

Wei Xiao: “………”

Bai Cai finished washing up, “Get lost, get lost, I’m going to the training room.”

Wei Xiao didn’t reply. Bai Cai stared at his second last sentence and felt a little regret.

Had he overdone it?

No, not even a little…

Wei Xiao really could do it. It was just that he refused to go!

As a rich domestic club, FTW was built on the phrase ‘we can afford it’.

Two years ago, S City had specifically allocated a piece of land for the development of the e-sports industry, and many clubs had settled into the ‘Glory Park’ and built new bases.

But no matter how the other clubs built their bases, they couldn’t be compared with FTW.

Other clubs were still building villas, but FTW had practically built a castle.

Other clubs were still sharing Glory Park, and FTW’s own garden was like a magnified version of the game canyon, allowing players to not only roam through the canyon in the game, but also roam and relax there in reality.

Looking at the large-scale manor that was the FTW base, the teams next door almost wanted to cry from jealousy!

Of course, the FTW base had been flamed by haters ever since it was completed.

For example––

“Their ability to build a base isn’t small, but if you really have the ability, go win the championship cup!”

“If you have money to waste on this, why don’t you reflect on the next round of international games?”

“Living in the lap of luxury, extravagant and extreme, it’s no wonder that you can’t achieve anything!”

“One has to suffer a little in order to become successful. I suggest that FTW first go and sleep in the dog kennels!”

In fact, some corners of this grand manor really weren’t that much different from a kennel.

For example, FTW’s primary marksman, Yue Wenle’s bedroom.

Yue Wenle’s name made him seem like a very literary and artistic fellow, and he was also born with a very clean appearance. Because he had a baby face, he looked young and tender, like he was only fifteen or sixteen.

However, as soon as one opened his bedroom door, there would be no doubt about why he’d earned the nickname of ‘Old Pro’ by the time he was nineteen.

He really was…

An old pro!

At this time, Old Pro, oh wait, Yue Wenle, was currently coaxing Granny Gray in the training room.

The two c-positions (core DPS positions) of FTW were huddled together for warmth.

Ning Zhehan had cried all night, and his eyes were swollen, “This replay video…”

Yue Wenle had had the same experience, “It’s too easy to cry.”

Ning Zhehan turned his head around in surprise, “Brother Le, you’ve also looked for One Lamp Grandmaster before?”

Yue Wenle put down the potato chips in his hand, and opened his computer, “Yeah.”

Don’t judge based on how his bedroom was messy enough to be a dog’s nest. His computer was actually clean and tidy.

There were only three icons on the blue desktop screen.

The first icon was Glory, the second was ‘Replays’, and the third was ‘Beast’.

At first, Ning Zhehan had thought that he would open up the replay folder. Who could’ve thought that he would open up the beast folder instead?

The folder was densely packed with videos. Each had a string of numbers beneath the icon.

Ning Zhehan could understand what it meant, the 2019.1.15 in front was the date, and the 5000 behind it was the amount of money.

The last video was from almost a year ago.

Ning Zhe hand got it, “Brother Le, are these videos from when you were in the support team?”

Yue Wenle nodded, “It’s been a year, but I’m still unwilling to delete them.”

He spoke like he was sentimental about it, but Ning Zhehan could feel the teeth gnashing involved in the word ‘beast’.

Ning Zhehan was still inexperienced and said tactfully, “The Grandmaster is a pretty good person.”

There was a crunch sound as Yue Wenle chomped the potato chips into fragments, “Hehehe.”

Granny Grey: “……”

He suspected that Yue Wenle was pretending that the chips were the Grandmaster!

Yu Wenle casually clicked open a video for Ning Zhehan, “Do you see the ice hunter lying there on the ground? That’s the hero I became famous with.”

Having the hero they were famous for be hammered into a melon peel was something that Ning Zhehan had also experienced!

Little Ning who’d only been abused into crying once hadn’t yet developed any hatred yet. For the moment, he only felt worship, “The Grandmaster is really powerful. My mage was also pressed to the ground and smeared around by him.”

Yue Wenle ate his potato chips in silence.

Ning Zhehan became even more convinced the more he watched the video, “Why is the Grandmaster’s marksman so strong!”

Yue Wenle: “His top-lane heroes are also very strong.”

Ning Zhehan: “I know, TPT’s vice-captain changed positions because of him!”

Yue Wenle chuckled, “Let me give you some advice.”

Ning Zhehan: “Ah?”

Yue Wenle: “You can find him for solo games, but if you see him take out his thief, please quit the game immediately.”

Ning Zhehan was shocked for a moment, “Grandmaster’s…”

Yue Wenle’s tone was dark, “He’s strongest as a jungler. He can take any of the heroes that our captain is good at and play them so well that you fall into despair.”

“Sh*t!” Ning Zhehan seemed to have heard some urban legends, “Then… has he ever soloed with the captain before?”

Bai Cai, who’d only just arrived at the training room, heard this sentence and thought a sentence in his heart: Solo with God Lu? Wei Xiaoxiao wanted that even in his dreams!

Bai Cai pushed open the door and went inside, interrupting their conversation.

Ning Zhehan was young and inexperienced, and was still a curious baby. After greeting Bai Cai, he asked, “Brother Cai, have you ever soloed with the Grandmaster before?”

Bai Cai: “He never solos with supports.”

Ning Zhehan wondered: “Why?”

“Because,” Bai Cai’s teeth hurt, “He doesn’t kill domesticated animals.”

Ning Zhehan: “……………”

FTW base, sixth floor.

The team’s head coach Chen Feng pushed open the door and entered, “So, there’s a candidate?”

The winter sun was very weak and wasn’t very bright despite it being noon. It streamed in through the French windows onto the thick carpet, casting a warm and comfortable glow in the room.

Chen Feng looked across the dappled rays of light at the man seated at the conference table.

Eight out of ten sentences from Wei Xiao couldn’t be taken seriously. Only the words that he used to praise Lu Feng were all for real.

Close indeed had enough appearance value to support the hundreds of millions of female Glory players. Not only women; even ordinary men found it a little difficult to get used to.

Why did he have to be so handsome?

And good at playing games.

And a champion.

And he was f*cking rich.

Comparing him with other people could really make one die of envy.

Chen Feng had once been the tall and handsome God Feng, but now he was smashed to death on the beach, and had even been smashed to the point where he had to fully accept it. It was quite lamentable.

Lu Feng looked at him, “Do you still remember Wei Xiao?”

Chen Feng was stunned, “Didn’t that kid go to New Oriental?”

For better or worse, Wei Xiao had stayed at the FTW base for a few days. Even if he hadn’t signed a contract and was considered a free man, it really hadn’t been appropriate for him to leave without saying a word.

So, he’d left a letter.

The letter was very beautiful. The paper was clean, and the handwriting was exceptional, but the words on it were enough to make people expire from anger––

Various leaders, I’m sorry. I’ve always wanted to become a chef ever since I was a child. Now, the admission notice for New Oriental has just arrived, and I’m going to go follow my dreams. See you all in the jianghu!

Lu Feng also recalled this matter, and the corners of his lips pulled up slightly, “It seems that he graduated.”

Chen Feng: “???”

You can still smile after being stood up like that?!

Was this the Great Demon King of Glory that he’d known for four years?!

“That’s not the point!” Chen Feng pulled his thoughts back and spoke rationally, “I know that you’ve always admired him, but Wei Xiao’s been out for two years. How can he adapt to the current rhythm? We all know that talent is one thing, but experience is more important.”

Lu Feng stood up, closed the blinds and said, “Come take a look at this game replay.”

He turned on the projector and clicked the play key.

Chen Feng glanced at it and asked in surprise, “Bronze game?”

How could anything be seen from this?

Forget a bronze game, even a king segment game would be useless. There was a big difference between a match with randoms and the professional arena. Even a heaven defying performance in a random match was meaningless.

Lu Feng stared at the screen, “Keep watching.”

Chen Feng pressed down his impatience and kept watching.

This game video recording was very complete. Not only did it show the fights in the canyon, it also kept the words in the chatroom. There was also no need to mention the voice chat.

The voice of the youth came out through the stereo, “Little sister, don’t be scared.”

Chen Feng: “!”

What the hell was this little sister?

Wasn’t LU Lu Feng’s alternate account?

There was a quarrel in the chat box. The thief with the ID ‘Your Father’ said, “Not only can she carry me, she can even get double kill, triple kill, quadrakill, pentakill, legendary.”

This was very normal. That was God Lu’s alt account. Let alone in bronze games, he could also do it in professional games…

What came after left Chen Feng stunned.

Perfect positioning, strong overall view, amazing skill understanding, and that abnormal ability to control health points…

The random players only felt that the thief in the game was amazing and crazy and showing all kinds of ridicule.

Chen Feng, as a professional coach, saw countless impossibilities.

“This…” Chen Feng even forgot to blink his eyes, “This kid…”

Lu Feng: “It seems that the teaching quality of New Oriental is pretty good.”

Chen Feng: “…………………………………….”

Then, he saw the sentence that Wei Xiao sent in the chat box, “Little sister, come here. The pentakill is yours, and you belong to me.”

Lu Feng explained it to him, “Oh, the fire mage who took the pentakill is me.”

Coach Chen shattered.

Was there anyone who couldn’t tell? The ID LU made it clear with a glance!

This wasn’t an explanation. It was an emphasis!

Juurensha: God Lu: very pleased with the progress in their relationship and plans so far

xiin: God Lu wants to make his ownership very, very clear.